Romans & histoires My Beast

The elders nodded but the fear remained in their eyes as they watched their King slowly slip away and the unholy monster begin to take his place. Jessebelle raised her well trimmed eyebrow and asked, "Who is her?" her face turned down in a frown. The king sighed, having no patience for the vexing woman beside him. And all of a sudden, like a wave it hit him... The sensation of his mates blood being drawn. Any control he had of his beast was gone as in the next few seconds he had trasformed completely with low growl. The elders all stood up and stepped back as the beast ran through the room and out of the meeting hall. Jessebelle stood up her eyes wide with fear and confusion before her knees

Averina laughed although it was more of a hiss. She continued: “So Dondus the owl told Desper the rat that the beastsss all rallied around the Great Mother of the Beasts. She of course was the strongest and fastest but she never leaves her cave beyond the river. She stays there with seven of the fiercest beasts to guard her all the time. Other beasts bring her food. She would of course be the hardest to kill especially with her guards protecting her but if she was killed, all of her children, the beastsss that is, would die. So is the magic of the creatures the owl told Desper. All of the beastsss draw their strength from their mother. She can tell when any one of them has been slain and can

Zachariah frowned. "Y-your names. They are old, too old. They aren't used nowadays." She said murmured. A Kings lips formed in a smile making her eyes wide open. Their smile is beautiful. Rose felt some tingly things in her stomach seeing them smile. "W-what are you both? I mean what supernatural species do you belong to?" Rose questioned them ignoring the tingling sensation in her Stomach. "Beast" They said together. Rose's eyes widen hearing it. They both are beast!

“I know it looks weird that I'm showing this to you but I'll make it clear that I'm not showing it to you because I'm collecting some animal feathers or thingies you may say. These are actually my evidences for what we call a beast.” “Now, what is this beast you may ask? This is not like in the movie beauty and the beast. This beast even has a number determined by their tails. And I think for me, because of these three things, I am tracking down a 3 tailed beast.” “...”

I felt weak and so hungry, Drake look at me one last time before leaving, I wondered what happened. "C'o on it lunch time" Beast smirked at me settling me unto his lap. His erection were pressed against me making feel uncomfortable, I try to move away from it causing it to stir more, I froze stilling my movement at once. Beast feed me the food first then the fruits,forcing the grapes into my mouth, I moan and suck on his fingers trying to get more of the juice. Whatever he had injected in me was no doubt working as I fought for more grapes,whining and sucking of the left juices on his fingers.

I was very skeptical of him, his presence and his intentions at this place. Apparently, he was more powerful than any of the known creatures in the region. I wouldn’t necessarily be suspicious if he hadn’t used the powers in front of me. Because no one else would be able to manipulate electronics, winds or fires, except the demons in myth. Though I didn’t believe in Benjamin’s rambles on the demon hypothesis, I was pretty sure Mr. Drakos was neither a werewolf nor a vampire. And this led to another crucial question, why had he been here?

Tears overwhelm Damian’s bruised face as he learns that the one who created him had somehow betrayed him. "I have lived as a child. I have been imprisoned as an adult for reasons unknown. My family is no longer with me and friends have never been there in the first place. I have been denied release… no! I will spring free from here, I will find Selene’s children! I will kill them all. My path is now clear! I will not be denied revenge. Selene, prepare yourself for a war you won’t believe!” Damian growls. He had promised to all of them that he would never be denied again. His memory was erased by the Sisters of Fate but if there is one thing that Damian can do it is to fight. The hands of dea

My mother, Keenan. I can't leave them, I must get back. So once again I push myself one last time and when the beast's head is close to mine, I lash out and bite just bellow his right ear. He whines from pain but still doesn't release me. He then turns his head up and howls and then soon later, six more wolves appear around us. I know that this fight is really over now. I won't escape the seven wolves, especially with my wounded legs. So I stop struggling. Now, my fight is over. But if not now, I will still find a way to get out.

, I thought to myself. “You are their father!!! They are all you have of Catherine!! Of course, you are a mess. To be honest, you are handing it much better than I expected.”, said Beast, my dragon... Most dragons and other shifters have names for their other selves, my dragon never chose one. He simply said he was a Beast, and so it stayed and given the horrors of my past and present we had more than earned a very, very fitting name which stayed with us since dawn of time.

"Let him believe it. If the King thinks he’s in control, he won’t look closer at the archives." "The bond is anchoring Eilis's mind faster than we anticipated," the first replied. He adjusted his heavy cloak, the movement revealing a glimpse of a jagged, old-world sigil pinned to his vest. "The 'Beast' is becoming functional. Stable. Exactly what is required for the transition." "And if the Prince grows too attached? If he puts his mate above the cause?"